Basketball System: Rebound of the Underdog-Chapter 328: Yin Yang Knights vs. Shizi Dogs (12)

The crowd watched with disbelief and awe.

Spectators leaned forward in their seats, eyes wide with amazement at what they were witnessing.

This was no ordinary high school basketball game!

"The future of Jilin is bright," Mark said, almost in the verge of tears. "This is something out of a professional game!"

Nina couldn’t help but nod in agreement. From all the games she had watched, this one was the most intense. Even their city’s representative team couldn’t curate plays as such!

The illusion Max had unleashed was the stuff of legends—a technique so advanced it seemed impossible that it had come from a teenager.

The crowd buzzed with excitement, murmuring to each other, trying to grasp how something like this was even possible.

"Can you believe this?" one fan exclaimed to his friend. "Max Zhou is unreal. No wonder everyone says he’s the best young player in the city."

Another fan nodded, eyes never leaving the court. "The way he moves… It’s like he’s everywhere at once. I’ve never seen anything like it."

Back on the court, Jet was struggling.

The illusion wasn’t just an offensive weapon—it worked just as well on defense, too.

The Knights moved in unison, creating a confusion that made it difficult to track who had the ball.

Jet tried to push forward, dribbling hard as he searched for an opening. Before he knew it, Jet felt the ball slip from his grip. In the blink of an eye, it was gone—taken by one of the Knights, who swiftly passed it up the court to Max.

Lina bit her lip, glancing at Coach Muchen. They didn’t have a time-out left, so there was no way to regroup and figure out how to counter this.

They couldn’t foul them, too, as that would only lead to the Knights’ lead once again.

She could see the concern etched on the coach’s face, his mind racing as he tried to think of a way out of this nightmare.

Max continued to move, his eyes laser-focused on the hoop. The clock was ticking down, just three minutes left, but he wasn’t in any hurry. He knew he had the upper hand now. With the Shizi Dogs on the back foot, struggling to keep up with the illusion, Max took his shot.

The Knights moved again, but this time, it wasn’t just a static formation.

They were in motion, shifting positions so quickly it was hard to tell who was where. To the Shizi Dogs—and everyone watching—it looked like the Knights had doubled in number, players seeming to appear in two places at once.

Kai’s mind raced as he tried to decode the technique, his eyes darting from one Knight to another. It was dizzying, disorienting, like trying to track shadows in a hall of mirrors.

Max broke through the illusion, driving hard to the basket. The Shizi Dogs scrambled to adjust, but it was too late. Max was already in the air, his hand extended as he released the ball. It soared through the air before dropping cleanly through the net.

The scoreboard updated with a sharp beep.

The Knights pulled ahead, 92-91.

Just a one-point lead, but in a game like this, it might as well have been a mile. The Shizi Dogs had lost the gap they’d fought so hard to maintain, and time was running out.

Kai felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him, his legs heavy as lead.

His mind was still sharp, but his body was beginning to fail him.

He knew what he had to do—he had to go faster, push harder—but his body was screaming for relief.

Was this it?

Was this how they would lose?

Two minutes left.

Kai’s eyes narrowed, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn’t let it end like this. Not after everything they’d been through. He let out a shout, more to himself than anyone else, willing his body to keep going.

"Dang, that was hot," Fei muttered from the bench, capturing Grace’s attention once more.

The latter scratched the back of her head. She had liked Kai first, but seeing the intensity in her senior’s eyes made her want to conceal her admiration for him.

"Champions, champions," Kai muttered under his breath, like a mantra, reminding himself why they were here.

Max paused for a split second, just enough to notice the fire in Kai’s eyes.

The determination.

The refusal to give up.

It caught him off guard. For the first time in the game, Max hesitated.

Coach Guanyu noticed it too, his brow furrowing in concern. This wasn’t part of the plan.

But before Coach Guanyu could process it, Max passed the ball to Ailun, who was left weakly guarded by Kun. Ailun didn’t hesitate. He went up for the shot, and the ball sank through the net, adding another two points to the Knights’ lead.

94-91.

The Shizi Dogs’ supporters were on their feet, their voices rising in desperate cheers.

"Come on, Dogs! You useless bunch! You going to let the championship title slip from your hands just like this?" Sir Dao exclaimed, fists clenched at his sides.

Bao looked at the old man with a glare.

"Just one three-pointer!" he shouted as encouragement. "You can do it!"

The players on the court felt the pressure increasing.

Kai’s vision blurred slightly at the edges, his body crying out for rest.

He didn’t know what was happening to him, but this wasn’t how he usually was.

There was something truly wrong with his body in this game!

However, he couldn’t stop now.

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Yuze, too, was desperate, the two of them passing the ball back and forth, searching for any opening in the Knights’ defense.

But the illusion was unyielding, closing off every possible route.

With just one minute left on the clock, Max managed to steal the ball from Yuze. Yuze cursed under his breath, but before Max could capitalize, Kai charged forward. Summoning the last of his strength, he swiped the ball back, catching Max by surprise.

"Wait," he muttered. "Did he just see me?"

The Shizi Dogs had possession again, but the Knights were right there, applying pressure with their illusionary tactics.

The ball passed between the Shizi Dogs, the clock ticking down.

30 seconds.

The Knights continued their strategy, making it nearly impossible to predict where they would be next.

The ball moved quickly from one player to another, a blur of motion and desperation.

20 seconds.

Kai had the ball, his vision swimming as Max and Yutong closed in on him. The noise from the crowd was deafening, the pressure suffocating. His heart pounded in his ears as he scanned the court, looking for someone—anyone—to pass to. His eyes darted to Andy, who was positioned near the three-point line, but Ailun was already moving to intercept.

Ten seconds left.

Then he saw Kun. Standing alone, unguarded, almost forgotten in the chaos.

Time seemed to slow as Kai made his decision. His vision blurred, his hands trembling slightly from exhaustion.

He heard someone shout, "Pass to Andy!"

"We need three points!"

Three points. Just three points.

He didn’t have time to second-guess himself.

With a final burst of energy, Kai passed the ball, the weight of the entire game resting on this moment.

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Everything else faded away as the ball left his hands, sailing through the air. It was now or never.

And in that instant, the world seemed to hold its breath.